Early in the morning, I came to school with the morning glow and a brisk pace, humming a song.

The first thing you see is the flag-raising platform in front of the teaching building. The bright five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and two cedars stand beside the flag platform, defending the red flag like two soldiers. There are two large flower ponds on both sides of the pine tree, which are full of Chinese rose flowers of various colors, pink like rosy clouds in the sky, white like jade, red like a burning flame, and behind the flower ponds is a row of neat teaching buildings. There are eight characters written on the guardrail of the two-story teaching building. The students are reading aloud in the classroom. When the bell rang, the students flew out of the classroom like a group of happy birds. The campus suddenly boiled. Some students play basketball, some bungee jump and some play football.

Across the corridor, there is the first-grade classroom. There are seven or eight buttonwood trees in front of the classroom, covering the whole yard. In summer, we can enjoy the cool below, and in winter, it can shelter us from the wind and snow. Go back and you will find the orchard. There are pear, peach and apple trees in the garden. In spring, pear trees are blooming with snow-white flowers, but peach blossoms are not weak, revealing pink cheeks, and apple trees are relatively simple. It just silently gestates its fruit. In summer, peach trees bear big and red peaches, like the smiling faces of classmates. In autumn, the apple trees are covered with red apples, and the pear trees are covered with big pears from Huang Chengcheng. Take a sweet bite and you won't be able to talk for a long time.

Is our school shining? You must visit our school!

It's a beautiful place, a place where I know a lot of truth. It is my school-Qidu Central Primary School.

Walking into the campus, you see a big garden, which is divided into two places, one on the left and the other on the right. There is a rockery in the middle of the garden on the left, which is made of many stones. Although not as grotesque as the stones in Guilin, they are also very strange. Tall stones are like human fingers, which is very interesting. The garden scenery on the right is also beautiful, and the cobblestone path is quite comfortable to walk on! There are lawns on both sides of the road. The short grass is hairy and lovely. There are also some trees planted in the lawn, such as Cycas, Maple, Willow, Osmanthus fragrans and Lagerstroemia indica, which add interest to the beautiful campus. Walking down, we can see four tall and straight poplars, who are always guarding our campus like guards. Looking up, I saw a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind, and there were small trees on both sides of the flag. When the breeze blows, the national flag is like the conductor of small trees, directing them to sing and dance. Behind the national flag is the monument of our school. There are two flower beds behind the school monument. The flowers in the flower bed are colorful, including red, white and pink ... very beautiful. Butterflies danced on it as if they were in a fairyland. Further on, it is a corridor. Walking in it, the sweet sound of reading will make you intoxicated. On both sides of the playground, leafy trees are neatly arranged on the edge of the playground. The playground is the cradle of athletes, a paradise for students to play and an indispensable place for athletes. There is a dense jujube tree in the middle of the playground. In spring, the leaves of jujube trees are green, and the thick branches spread out around, like a big green mulberry blowing in the autumn wind, and the leaves fall to the ground one by one, like yellow butterflies. In addition to the huge jujube trees on the playground, there are rows of osmanthus trees like soldiers beside them, guarding our campus. In late autumn, osmanthus trees grow golden flowers, which are osmanthus. If raindrops hit osmanthus, osmanthus will fall, just like the next osmanthus rain. Osmanthus fragrans fell to the ground, and the ground was like a golden carpet. It was soft and fragrant when you stepped on it. As soon as the bell rang, the students flew out of the classroom like happy birds and came to the playground. Some of them read books, some play games and some jump rope. . . . . .

School is a sacred place, which allows us to open the treasure house of wisdom; It can bring us laughter; He can give us moral support. School, what a desirable place!